Super Soldier in the City

"Hiss..." The others gasped, clearly shocked. They did not expect Li Yifei to be so fierce, breaking the centipede in just the blink of an eye...

Li Yifei shook his head and said, "What kind of Wishful Sect? I think it should be called the Centipede Sect. It’s not right for a human body to hide centipedes, is it?"

Unintentionally, Li Yifei hit these people where it hurts. There is no Wishful Sect; the original name of this sect was the Five Poison Sect, which emerged around the Five Dynasties and Ten States period. Society was chaotic, and people were suffering, especially in the Northwest. Therefore, locals believed in deities, and many sects arose. The Five Poison Sect was born out of this, with people believing in combating poison with poison, thinking that nurturing venomous creatures could ward off disasters. Feeding venomous insects with one’s body was believed to alleviate one’s own hardships.

The Five Poison Sect flourished at that time, later eradicated by orthodox forces but difficult to completely uproot. For several hundred years, its name was still often heard, and it wasn’t until after the late Qing Dynasty that the Five Poison Sect faded away, leading people to believe it had perished.

Unexpectedly, today, the Five Poison Sect appears again, albeit as a branch—the Centipede Sect. Li Yifei wasn’t wrong in calling them this; it was indeed named the Centipede Sect. However, these people secretly altered the name for fear of being hunted down by orthodox practitioners.

Li Yifei didn’t know this at the time. After he spoke, the opposing high priest jumped up in rage, trembling with anger, pointing at Li Yifei and cursing, "How dare you, boy? My Wishful Sect cannot be insulted by you. Today’s humiliation, even if all of Five Poison... Wishful Sect dies, must be avenged!"

"Oh, quite fiery. What, just because I said one sentence, you’d all be so angry to commit suicide?" Li Yifei raised an eyebrow and said.

This was too infuriating. The high priest snorted heavily, retorting, "Arrogant, ignorant. I originally wanted to handle this well with you, but your repeated arrogance leaves no choice today; we must fight to the death regardless of what sect backs you!"

To the high priest’s surprise, Li Yifei nodded, seemingly very agreeable, saying, "Fine, then let’s fight to the death. Let’s see what result that brings."

"You, you! Everyone, attack, kill without mercy!" The high priest shouted, and not only did he order his subordinates to attack, he also shook his black robe. A golden centipede crawled out of his collar, its body entirely golden, even its eyes shimmering in gold. It was terrifying. This centipede had been nurtured by the old man for half his life. According to the Five Poison Sect... Centipede Sect’s teachings, a centipede that transforms into gold reaches the second highest level. The highest is their so-called Earth Dragon, which is beyond this category, so the golden centipede raised by the old man could be considered the highest level.

"This centipede of yours is nice, quite interesting!" Li Yifei appeared somewhat delighted.

The high priest grunted heavily, urging, "Everyone, attack, kill without mercy!"

Aside from Fu Yingwei, who Li Yifei knocked out, and those without combat capability, the remaining four subordinates all unleashed their centipedes. None were golden, but they were mostly white, looking as if they suffered from albinism.

Li Yifei sneered, took a step forward, and his hand once again condensed the True Qi Blade. His cultivation had improved, making the True Qi Blade even more formidable, sharp beyond compare, with an imposing aura.

Opposite, the members were chanting, not directly commanding the centipedes to attack Li Yifei, but after finishing the incantation, they forced out a few drops of blood from their fingertips. The centipedes seemed to catch the scent, instantly turning to suck the blood, and Li Yifei could clearly sense their change, as if they were drugged.

However, the white centipedes were not impressive; only the golden centipede posed some threat to Li Yifei, but only just!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! Without orders, the blood-drunk centipedes lifted their heads, countless feet rubbing together as they looked at Li Yifei, seemingly receiving a command. Five centipedes shot towards Li Yifei, their bodies springing several meters, even ten meters far, truly astonishing.

"Die!" Several people shouted simultaneously, causing the entire underground to tremble violently, yet Li Yifei remained unmoved, his feet seemingly rooted to the spot. He stood firm while the underground shook. This showcased Li Yifei’s strength, able to suppress the tremors beneath.

The golden centipede showed formidable strength, quicker than the other centipedes. But cleverly, it chose to circle rather than confront Li Yifei head-on, while the others became cannon fodder, with one charging directly towards Li Yifei’s face.

Swoosh, white light flashed as Li Yifei cleaved the white centipede in half with one strike. He then extended his body technique, shot forward, proactively approaching another white centipede, and with a twist of his hand, the centipede sensed danger and quickly tried to evade. However, it was clearly too late, as the white light flashed once more, and the centipede was sliced by Li Yifei.

In an instant, two centipedes were lost, and the high priest panicked, shouting, "Quick, attack!"

The golden centipede, endowed with spiritual intelligence, obeyed orders and stopped betraying its teammates, opting to personally engage.

Li Yifei’s blade sliced across, hitting the golden centipede’s back, the True Qi Blade clashing with its back produced a metallic sound, he felt a slight numbness in his tiger’s mouth, but it was just a minor sensation. Li Yifei immediately followed up with another strike.

"Damn it!" The High Priest’s eyes were about to burst, watching helplessly as his fiercely offensive golden centipede was relentlessly chopped by the opponent’s bizarre white long sword, his anger mounting, yet unable to devise a solution.

Li Yifei chuckled; from those two strikes, he already gauged the golden centipede’s strength. It was formidable but only slightly so. If he had wielded the Mohist War Blade, he could sever it effortlessly with one slash. But with only the True Qi Blade at present, it was somewhat lacking, necessitating arduous effort.

Nevertheless, this didn’t hinder Li Yifei. If the centipede was the adversary’s sole trick, victory was assured. Losing today would indeed make Li Yifei embarrassed.

Thus, when Li Yifei twisted his wrist and another long sword appeared in his other hand, the three men with centipedes across from him went pale. The High Priest unconsciously queried, "Where were you hiding your sword?"

The few people seemed to have seen a ghost. Previously, Li Yifei arrived empty-handed. When a sword was drawn, they could delude themselves that he had it strapped to his back, unseen before. But during combat, they clearly saw nothing strange behind Li Yifei, and now a white long sword emerged under their nose. Where was it hidden? Could it be stashed in the rear court, akin to Brother Qian...

"Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand!" Li Yifei twirled the sword, executing half a set of intricate moves in the blink of an eye, the sword light fell before the group, accompanied by those two white centipedes, silently sheared into ten segments, scattered on the ground.

Indeed, Li Yifei had slashed them into ten pieces that fell to the ground, each one dissected in an exceedingly brief span, by which time people couldn’t even react.

Now, only the golden centipede remained. Typically a king within the Wishful Sect, pampered by the High Priest and dreaded by other centipedes, it roamed freely indulging wherever it went. But today, it transmitted a sense of fear to the High Priest. It wanted to flee; the High Priest grew more alarmed.

"No, you can’t run!" The High Priest flatly refused, drawn to a desperation akin to burning bridges. "Others, engage in close combat, create an opportunity for it!"

"Yes!" Recently bereft of their centipedes, the several individuals sorrowfully acknowledged, embracing a rather heroic resolve to face death, then genuinely charged toward Li Yifei.

To kill or not? Li Yifei hesitated, holding a white True Qi Blade in each hand, it would be a piece of cake to eliminate the four advancing individuals. A moment later, Li Yifei decided not to kill immediately, preserving these lives, intending to inquire further.

Though they weren’t killed, these individuals endured extreme discomfort, their Dantian burst by Li Yifei. Their internal True Qi ran rampant, akin to electricity coursing through them, a torment that was incredibly intense, nearly unbearable.

On the ground, the golden centipede clung tightly to the surface, its back facing down, belly facing up, innumerable legs raised with a rustle, petrified motionless because a blade stood on it—a white True Qi Blade. Its edge gleamed coldly, even an insect with intelligence recognized the danger, afraid to move.

"Assist... assist!" The High Priest’s eyes twitched in terror, witnessing his treasure about to be slain brought him immense heartache.

Li Yifei shrugged, unwilling to glance at the centipede anymore. Such multi-legged creatures were essentially everyone’s nemesis, utterly hideous, and profoundly repulsive. Thus, the True Qi Blade descended, slicing swiftly, the golden centipede was cut into segments from its comparatively softer underbelly.

"You!" The High Priest’s gaze burned with rage, charging at Li Yifei to fight to the death. The latter kicked him away; he spun several times in the air before crashing to the ground, a few meters away from Fu Yingwei. Fu Yingwei gulped, his legs trembled uncontrollably, unsure how to act, having never faced someone so fierce.

Li Yifei waved his hands, the twin blades vanished, leaving his hands empty once more. Detecting the stench in the air, he immediately shut off his olfactory senses and breath; he loathed the aroma, couldn’t fathom how anyone could be perverse enough to nurture centipedes on their bodies.

Looking at the still-standing Fu Yingwei, Li Yifei gave him a white-toothed smile. Fu Yingwei, despite having seen a lot, felt fear nonetheless.